Stirring
Calm Eerily still A secret held With iron will The force of which Builds and builds Billowing Until it spills Lightning bolts From steely eyes Thunder cracks From deep inside Stirring The peaceful sky
Calm Eerily still A secret held With iron will The force of which Builds and builds Billowing Until it spills Lightning bolts From steely eyes Thunder cracks From deep inside Stirring The peaceful sky
She yelled until She was red in the face Filled with hurt Nothing could erase But no one heard The words she yelled And no one cared To listen She sang until She was red in the face Filled with hope Radiating grace And people heard The words she sang And each one cared To… Read More A Lesson Learned About Disposition